Why Couldn't It Be Mini Golf?

[demikara]

"Duh!" Molly skillfully blocked each, though she knew she'd have bruises for it. Didn't Catherine usually aim higher? Molly moved in close and aimed to Catherine's heart with an open palm strike, moving as fast as she could. They may be playing, but even playing Catherine could easily be faster than her, especially without Molly augmenting with magic. Most fights Molly augmented the hell out fo her body. she was reasonably strong without augmentation, but given the level of her usual opponents, cheating worked well.

[Circe]

While Molly was busy trying to figure out why Catherine's aim had been off, Catherine was readying herself for the next move. "Too slow Bronson." She said as she grabbed Molly's hand and wrist bending it backwards. She then moved with frightening speed and pinned the others arm behind their back.

Catherine then moved to knock the other's legs out from under them from behind and pinned the Sergeant to the mats. "You are still too slow."

[demikara]

"God damn it. I yield" Molly grumbled to herself a moment and checked the time. "Working on the speed. Probably gonna have to alter my glamour to get anymore speed out of it though." That was going to be fun. She loved that. Totally. A physical glamour was no where near as easy as the intangible glamours and required so much more math. One day she'd make it a whole five minutes against Catherine. Today was not that day. Frankly, she'd be surprised if it happened in the next decade, but you had to set goals. Perhaps her first goal should be less time. Hey, it was a little over a minute this time. Progress. Reason for cake even.

[Circe]

Catherine relented and stood up, then offered Molly a hand up. "About a minute or so. Better than last time." She said to the other. "But still... work on your speed." Catherine added.

Molly had been able to get her head further into the game this time.

[demikara]

"Nice a minute. I'm bringing in a giant cake tomorrow to celebrate." That was a new record for her against Catherine. She accepted the head up. "I think I'll have to work on my glamour in order to improve the speed more. I'm not looking forward to figuring out which changes I'll need to make and how to keep it looking the same." She stretched. "Thanks for the fight. It's good for me to lose and more of the office just...even in a non-augmented fight, it's one sided." But Molly trained every day to get to where she was. A lot of the officers just did the minimum. Molly hit the training facilities significantly more than that. If she wasn't reading up on something or one a case, she could usually be found here, working on her magic and her conditioning. And her aim with a gun. That still sucked. It passed muster but barely.

She turned to Scotty. "That was us playing nice, without any magic or extra abilities to back it up. The Warden is significantly above me in fighting abilities for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is excellent training. There are a limited number of people I am allowed to spar with, because I over power most of the officers here. I can spar against five people, unaugmented and two when we're going all out." And only Xiaolian because she was too bloody fast. Molly was just glad Dawson didn't work here either. "You are going to get up to a better level. I want you to last at least five minutes against any officer on the force I choose."

Scotty gulped. "I could barely keep up. There's no way I can do that. I'm still human slow..." And she was beginning to understand exactly how slow human slow actually was.